She had curves in all the wrong places. She had a boob sticking out of her kneecap and I’d never seen an ass on the back of someone’s head before
She had legs that went on forever. And ever, and ever. Legs going on into the endless primordial void from which we all came from and to which we shall all return. Her toes touched infinity, her hips perched on the cessation of existence.
“When her kiss transforms the Beast, she is furious.
"You should have warned me! Here I was smitten by an exceptional being, and all of a sudden, my fiance becomes an ordinary distinguished young man!"”—the 1909 play Beauty and the Beast: Fantasy in Two Acts by Fernand Noziere, the very first published version of the story where the Beauty is disappointed when the Beast transforms into a human at the end. (via okayophelia)
Eh I mean Id been at the same one for the last 18 months or so, though also with some other random freelance projects involved as well. Just started at thefashionspot.com doing all things social, pretty damn psyched on it.